Chapter 450

Step, step, a figure came out from the smoke of the explosion, was the last member of the mysterious defense organ.

"Cough!" The wizard covered his mouth, and the uncontrollable blood mixed with some pieces of internal organs leaked out from his fingers. He looked at the person with his eyes: "it's you, puppet master, I should have thought about it long ago."

The visitor looked at the wizard with disdain: "thank you for telling me what a great miracle you have in your hand, but now can you block the truth scroll in front of your heart for me? You don't think you can sneak on me with your half dead body. "

"Cough, it's really worthy of your name, prudent puppet master, but ah," the wizard looked at each other ferociously and said with a laugh, "how can you think that I will easily hand over the truth scroll to you?"

"What?" As soon as the puppet's face changed, he wanted to do something. He saw the wizard's last power. A hurricane rose from his hand and rolled the truth scroll which covered his heart to the place where the seven quinces stood.

"No way!" The puppet master stretched out his hand, five transparent silk threads shot from his fingers, and grasped the truth scroll rolled up by the hurricane in the air.

"If you want to get it, try your method first." The wizard smiles strangely, and the heart in his body expands irregularly under the impact of psionic powers.

"Not good." The puppet master retreated in a hurry. This is not the way he used before.

Boom!

The power of self explosion is not great. After all, the wizard has been fatally injured, but it is this delay that makes the puppet master's idea of intercepting the truth scroll come to nothing.

Quince, however, could not laugh or cry at this time. He did not expect that he would do nothing. At this time, he was holding the page of truth that people were fighting for.

However, since it was the benefit of sending it to the door, he naturally accepted it. The first time he got it, he swept the pattern in the page of truth into the soul sorcery book. After all, he didn't forget that there was a storm church outside, paying attention to every move here.

With his strength, I can't be sure that he will be able to retreat with the truth.

Quince was stunned by the design on the page of truth. In the middle of it was a floating island similar to theirs. Magma gushed from the mountain pass, and below was a rough sea with huge waves. There were numerous hurricanes sweeping over it, and purple thunder and lightning cleaved from the clouds, which vaguely lit up the misty sky and sea, revealing the coldness and ruthlessness of the sky and sea People have a feeling that everything is small.

But now, it's not the time to explore carefully. Quince quickly rolled up the page of truth and put it into the reel. And then it's slanted behind. Fortunately, tande sighed. What a wonderful picture it was, I couldn't see it.

"Give her to me." The puppet master came up to quince and fixed his eyes on quince. Well, to be more precise, the half reel behind quince.

Quince shook his head again and again: "it's a pity that the mysterious defense mechanism, wizard's minaret, has been completely destroyed."

"You're wrong. It's limbuka and the wizard's minaret that have been destroyed, and I will be the hero who escaped from the storm church and discovered their terrible plot." The Puppet Master said calmly.

"Gee, I think it's beautiful," said tankard with a grin, "but you may have forgotten what else is outside the island."

Puppet Master overcast a smile, and did not answer tank Germany's question, seems to have a plan: "it seems that you do not want to give her to me."

"Looking at your performance just now, I guess even if you get the truth page, we who know it will not survive." Quince road.

Puppet Master: "that's right, but sometimes smart people don't live long."

Quince smiles calmly. He can see that the puppet master is already a level 6 Superman, but the current level 6 is not a big threat to quince, even if he A conspiracy was used.

Four people suddenly came from behind quince. Xinsu was a teacher in front of quince. Mengsu couldn't even shake his heart. The power of water element was resisted by him by a yard, and the final result of Pamela's Alchemy, a level 2 steam gun, just surprised quince a little.

"You don't think you can kill me by surprise." Quince did not look back. At this time, the four apprentices had been fixed on the spot and could do nothing: "the puppet master who lost the puppet is not as good as a level 4 Superman."

Quince said sarcastically.

"What's the matter? What did you do? Why can't I move? " Puppet master some fear said.

"You don't think you're the only one who can do these little tricks in the dark," quince said with a cool smile. "The magic I just created is OK. Unfortunately, it takes a long time to prepare. Its defects are obvious."

Quince went up to the puppet master and pushed him down the crater.

"No, no, please forgive me. I can be your man. I know many secrets of the mysterious defense mechanism, ah..."Ignoring the noise of the other party, after dealing with the puppet master, quince released the four apprentices behind him.

"Whoa, almost, almost." Pamela patted her chest with a lingering fear.

Thomas, however, is looking at quince with bright eyes. Quince's use of Xin Su is really an eye opener for him. The pride that he had raised because of the development of spiritual powers was beaten to pieces in front of quince.

"Dodd, what should we do now? The purpose of storm church is clear

With that, tankard did not forget to look at the reel behind quince.

"What to do? I don't think you think that if we just hand in the pages of truth, those lunatics will let us go. "

Quince road.

Tankard shakes his head. In the open sea colony, he knows more about the storm church than quince. These people are madmen. It's almost impossible for them to survive in the hands of the storm church when they know such powerful news. After all, there's a saying that the dead are always more secret than the living.

"No, I'm sure. It's just..."

Quince: "it's just that since we are the final winners, it's time for the last yellow finch to appear. After all, they won't let us find a way out."

"Yellow finch?"

"You see, isn't this coming?"

Quince nuzzled his mouth and looked into the distance at the old man leaning on a long, one person high wand of tempest.

Following the sound, tankard's face suddenly stepped down: "Scott brewer, the master of storm 7, Archbishop of Menton cathedral."